The three rounds of the Monthly Dueling Event had come to an end.
While the defeated disciples wailed in frustration—lamenting their losses, the agony of squandered Sect Points, and the sting of overconfidence—the victors sat back in satisfaction, pride etched across their faces.
In the end, only thirteen disciples had triumphed in all three rounds.
Reon, too, sat comfortably in his spot and exhaled a quiet sigh, his thoughts laced with boredom.
"Hah! There's no one worth fighting after Tian Ju,"
His second and third-round opponents were ranked outside the top 50—nothing special.
Though, to be fair, even Tian Ju had been disappointingly weak.
Still, reaching Rank 18 in the Outer Sect Disciple Rankings was something—for now, at least.
Then—
A powerful voice echoed across the arena, snapping him from his thoughts.
"All winners, step forward to receive your rewards!"
Whoosh!
One by one, the victorious disciples leaped into the arena.
